keebz

im not entirely sure what brought this upon me. but it got pretty mad. ummm, im not crazy.


is this what is left
shall i drift through your rivers of hate
with a smirk on my face
await revenge with a devils grin
shall i send cards to your family
ones with images of your death
with visual forms of torment
shall i send a postcard instead
i will spare you from a quick death
you disserve the pain youve inflicted
eye for an eye and youlle rot with the rest.
with my pocket full of shells
i run to avoid the reality
still drifting, wading into your filth and shifting my weight
so you can feel what is about to come
what is too near for even me to tell
the end of you, the beginning of me.
the end is near and my grin could pop off any second if only given the chance
you look up at me as if you knew it was coming.
an emotionless, blank face.
goddamn that face
i wont rest until your brains are on the bottom side of my shoe
i wont let you stay here to destroy another
to send another decoy
self destruction is toned down to a single tear.
a tear you will catch
that stupid grin will never be anymore than something ill remember forever
goddamn that face
never again